Frankie Stew & Harvey Gunn
Things / Realness
Been through things and realness
Had to cancel my show cos of illness
Deep, never been one to hide feelings
And when I think that I've seen things
Not even, it's hard to write without reading
Can't describe, I can't even
Trapped in a place with my feelings
Lacking my weight I can feel it
Shit, pinch me I'm dreaming
Sometimes the shortcut feels like the realist
Simple lines with space in between them
Even if you tell me I still won't believe it
Sometimes I feel life's backwards, it's all backwards
I miss shows out the country to work, madness I can't help how I feel
It's just small factors
And it's the same for all practice
Feel free now, not trapped in
It reminds me of you
For the first time in 5 years
I can look at my life and admire the view
Put life in a tune
Grown up but I write in my room
Sometimes I write if it's you
But I might not always like what I do
Turn off the lights in my room
Look out my window, see the sky when its blue
Sometimes the lie is next to the truth
I dont regret what I do in the moment
I don't forget not at all
I burnt bridges I can't stand on
Most people won't help but can't handle
Themselves, secure things are not mentioned
Can't help so feel kind of not helpful
Sometimes I lie here just thinkin'
Can't help but feel like I'm not welcome
Feel like I'm not mentioned in music sometimes but oh well then
There's no rewind button, if there was then I would've brought back my cousin
Rest in peace, a part of him
Stays in my heart but can't stomach
Got to pass on, I can't change and can't start off
And I know it's hard cos, it's just me and [?]
All of this music stuff
We ain't ever had a start on
I know what my heart wants
Just pulled a task off
Two jobs is a hard one
I still work my arse off
I've seen how it works
If I wanted to be signed then I would've put a cast on